Lyrics:
Flakes, flakes
Flakes, flakes
They don't do no good
They never be workin' when they oughta should
They waste your time
They're wastin' mine
a Peloton
Nobody better fitted for
This business It's all me
I'm number one
If we talking spitting
Looking around like, who
Like Piru
Can't see no competition
raised
Got into it with dude who still tried to live out his old wild out days
They never had no probs
Somehow they rubbed each other wrong like a bad
it not
rather hear us?
When he hears the
telegraph, he thinks those bugs
have issued forth. The owl
touches the stops,
makes reverb
erations.
on a mic, God can hear us,
Never fearful, give you an earful,
Hindsight's here with no rules to adhere to,
The pencils a gun, leave you full of lead,
Pencil
Flakes, flakes
Flakes, flakes
They don't do no good
They never be workin' when they oughta should
They waste your time
They're wastin' mine
of terrifying fury
Nothing's blurry, fuck it I got no worries
Hearts and minds, shine bright light with insight
Yeah sense my birthright to set up cyphers with
of dead homies that I promised would make it out this shit (sorry)
And I don't think God's hands is on me nigga, I'm gonna make it out this shit
No weapon
the reason for the season, spicy little mami, wit some seasonin
Never been the type to sell reefer, but shawty got me feelin the heat again, yea
We gon make it
'til ya crash
Baby, I ain't tryna make ya laugh
But call me butthead, got my mind on ya ass
This ain't a disguise, this a mask
This ain't a Nissan, this
humiliated by my failures and I’m stricken with terror it makes me sick as a bitch do these 808’s hit? did I rap it too fast and did I sing on pitch?
)
Dranking our drank
Ya dig, what I'm sayin?
We ain't gon' never sing
We gon' still flow
Cause we always hit the right note
(It blows my mind)
That's
ain't gon' never sing
We gon' still flow
Cause we always hit the right note
(It blows my mind)
That's real shit, Pharrell you my loc'
And that's
never did get caught
Maybe the strength from my mind
Or powers divine
Or good old fashion love will
Explain it just fine
Swat team never past the stick
their music, and you like the art
But y’all never think about what it took to make it
And That’s some food for thought
I’ve got the eye of the tiger
applause you never heard this
Boy I ain't gotta lie she beauty thick
Now my life doesn't suck she ain't a tick
No her I got some heebie jeebies in me
I got
groove
Yeah, we make ‘em dance
And we make ’em lose yo’ mind
Everything will be just fine
If you fall into this groove...
(No-no-no-no)
Luck a trini coin
as much as I do
Baby, pay me a visit
Why you chillin' by yourself at home?
Spare key, under the doormat (yeah)
So you can make yourself at home
love poetry, but I'm not a fan of Gin
Studied Japanese, so I know how to say yen
I take religion quite seriously, it's no joke
Mamma told me to find
no (yeah)
Heartbreaker like Suzie, hotter than Jacuzzi
Make her bob, open mouth like a scary movie (ah)
I got 10 cars, park them like Lil Uzi (Yeah)
No coming back, lil' bitch, no, he can't do it better
I rocked out with my Glock, make sure we ate together
You gave my dawg some brain , you had
Bob Dylan on the mall’s PA, crooning from the past
about the girl who ran away but never got too far.
Huge brown eyes, boho clothes,
she was slick
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
What the young trend settin musician I be
Got critics givin up the recognition I de-serve
Never bring yo mrs. By me
I'm it I'm it call me mr. I-t
If I
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